All of my Instagram Friends are Gods
Chapter 11 Painting of Hundreds of Girls Night
“Serious.” Jocelyn grabbed Williamson's arm excitedly, her hand even trembling slightly.
“It should be so, just a ya.” Williamson evaded Jocelyn's view and opened the display of the bag icon.
Spirit Reversal Pills: Medications to return the spirit to the body.
The description is simple and concise, but the small note at the back makes Williamson almost a big upset.
It does not work for users below the level of Gods!
Good Lord!
Williamson's face changed.
This Lao Zi prophet clearly discriminated against ordinary humans.
“What's up?” Seeing Williamson's expression go wrong, Jocelyn asked nervously.
"Father, please, saving that uncle is not a business that can be completed in an instant, but I already have a solution, so no need to worry." Williamson comforted Jocelyn and said.
"Oh." Jocelyn nodded obediently.
"Sakti, is there a spirit pill that ordinary humans can consume?" Williamson thought about it, and sent a message to the Ape Sakti.
“Not there!” Kera Sakti answered in a matter of seconds, but the content of the answer left Williamson feeling goosebumps.
Goddamnit! How'this?
After a short sit-down, Williamson and Jocelyn return to school.
Williamson lay in bed, thought about it, and immediately tagged @Nabi Lao Zi in the group.
Confused Little God: @Prophet Lao Zi, is there a spirit pill for ordinary humans?
Prophet Lao Zi: For ordinary humans? I won't make it, waste time.
Goddamnit!
Confused little god: But I want to buy one.
Prophet Lao Zi: Okay, how about 10,000 merit points.
Confused little gods: …
God Erlang: Why can ordinary human pills be that expensive? One pill for the gods only 500 merit points.
Prophet Lao Zi: @God Erlang, you know what? I did one furnace once, but he only wants one, who do I sell the rest to? You want to huh?
Lord Erlang: That's for humans, why would I buy?
Seven Goddesses: The Prophet Lao Zi meant, just to buy a grain or a furnace was still worth 10,000, anyways for ordinary humans, so the market was very small.
Prophet Lao Zi: @Seven Goddesses, absolutely right!
Seven Goddesses: Speaking of humans, it is very desirable to descend into the human world again, but unfortunately it is 3,000 years different...
Williamson came out of Instagram, sighed in his heart, there was no point in buying the same Prophet Lao Zi, let alone 10,000 merit points, 1 point he was not there, he said, there's no way he's trading carrots anymore, is there?
The next day, Williamson opened the group's Instagram song, stared at the phone screen meticulously, and did not dare to blink for a while.
Because the Prophet Lao Zi once said that a gift package would be sent once every day, so he did not want to miss this.
Prophet Lao Zi: Everyone present? I'll send you a gift package.
Finally arrived.
Dong ding!
A large gift package appeared on the screen.
Seize it!
Williamson, who was ready from the start, hit the screen as quickly as possible.
You received a gift package from the Prophet Lao Zi.
Steady!
Open it immediately and check.
Heart Cleansing Pills: Demon Destruction holy medicine, not working for users below the level of Gods.
It doesn't work anymore!
Williamson became very objectionable to this Prophet Lao Zi.
Demon God of War: @Decond little god hello, you managed to snatch a heart-clearing pill, was it sold?
The confused little god: Sure!
Damn, it's useless if it's just saved.
Demon God of War: How many?
Confused little god: Open the price only.
How could he possibly know the market price of this heart-cleaning pill.
Dong ding!
Message from Kera Sakti.
"This Demon War God again needs his pills, don't sell them for under 1,000 merit points."
"There are still plenty of Sakti Apes!" Williamson was very happy.
Demon God of War: How about 300?
Williamson immediately rolled his eyes at the group.
'Luckily Kera Sakti told him, how dare he bully me who does not know the market price!'
Demon God of War: 500, can not be more (Emoji sweaty expression)
The confused little god: you're kidding again, right?
The Demon War God fell silent.
'Wait, this trade will not end, right?'
After waiting a few more moments.
Dong ding!
The Demon God of War added you as a friend.
Accept it!
"My friend, at most 600, can't be more."
“1000, less than one I didn't sell.” Williamson was very confident in the words of the Ape Sakti.
"Damn it, the old man only sold 800."
"..."
In a hurry to lose, Williamson calmly watched the group chat.
“My friend, how about nego for a minute?” The Demon God of War finally could not hold back anymore.
"I only have 600, the remaining 400 I can pay for using other things?"
"Replace what?"
"I have a friend in the underworld who gave me a painting, can I change that?"
"What's your friend's name?"
"The Bohu."
Whaaat!
"What's his name?"
"Tang Bohu, why? Recognize her?"
More than just getting to know, who doesn't know Tang Bohu?
Really, life is full of surprises.
'Of course, only fools will not!'
However, Williamson had to pretend to answer with great reluctance.
Williamson: Never heard of it, like just a painter.
Demon God of War: If so? I really need another heart-cleaning pill.
Williamson: Well, anyways you're in trouble too, for this time I accept, who told me to be gentle.
Demon God of War: Seriously? Thanks guys, thanks a lot!
The Demon God of War thanked him sincerely.
Dong ding!
The Demon God of War will transfer 600 merit points to you.
The Demon God of War sent you the "Hundred Women of the Night" Original work of Tang Bohu.
Demon God of War: Hey man, I guarantee you will be satisfied with the painting (followed by the emoji 'Lo tahu la')
What's?! When Williamson heard the name of the painting, he was immediately shocked.
The name of the painting is erotic and romance once, Tang Bohu is indeed different.
A bearded old man like the Demon God of War befriended a romantic talent like Tang Bohu? It turned out that they both had similar interests in certain aspects.
After sending the heart-clearing pill to the Demon War God, the Demon War God thanked him again.
Williamson found a quiet place and pulled out his phone.
Extract!
“Bombs!” A box with the scent of sandalwood appeared in his hand.
'But big!'
This box is over a meter long.
Once opened the box, there is an ancient scroll in it, it can be seen from the color of the paper that this painting is old.
Carefully opening to see the contents, Williamson suddenly felt a heat wave rising and reacting in his lower abdomen.
Holy hooch! This is awesome!
The scene in the painting looked very lively, and it made the person who saw it feel a deep feeling.
'Tang Bohu's original work did not disappoint!'
“Bakal I sell!” Williamson was not interested in calligraphy and painting, money was everything.
After he finished enjoying the painting, he found a large black bag to wrap it around, and called Johnson.
“John, know where to sell calligraphy and antique paintings?” In Williamson's circle of friends, only the Johnson family was a wealthy family, so Johnson should have had some knowledge of the antique market.
"Old balai."
"How much does Tang Bohu's painting cost?"
"Gue doesn't know the market price, but it shouldn't be cheap."
"Where are you, follow me there.” Johnson had a car, so Williamson wouldn't take it blatantly down the road.
After a while, a white Audi A4 car stopped at the bottom floor of the dormitory.
Williamson had just gotten into the car and his Instagram suddenly rang.
“Williamson, I saw you upstairs, where are you going?” Message from Jocelyn.
"Ancient Lord, will you come?"
"Yes, wait a minute, I happen to have no class."
“We picked up Jocelyn in princess dorm.” Williamson said to Johnson.
“Serius lo? You really got that Jocelyn?” Johnson turned around with an envious expression.
“Woi! Steering okay!” When Johnson turned around, his car almost hit the sidewalk.
Damn, he could be sorry for this car.
After picking up Jocelyn, they arrived at the Ancient Hall in ten minutes.
On the way, Williamson checked on the Internet, in the Ancient Hall there is the largest antique calligraphy and painting store in the City of Santapolis that has a history of almost 100 years.
Johnson still had business, so he left Williamson and Jocelyn at the store door.
As soon as they entered the door, a young man hurriedly came over to greet, but upon seeing the appearance of Williamson and Jocelyn from top to bottom, his face instantly turned cold.
“Buy painting huh?” There was indifference in his tone of voice.
“Sell painting!” Williamson was angry at heart, 'Basic of people who look down on others.'
“Sell painting?” The man smiled coldly, “If you want to sell paintings to other places, our store does not accept junk.”
“Painting Tang Bohu accept no?” Williamson's face was a little cold.
“Tang Bohu?” The man was stunned for a moment, then looked at Williamson like an idiot, “Tang Bohu's original work has been spread and is in the hands of a rich family, would you cheat me huh? Quick go there!”
The man waved his hand and started to chase away.
Williamson immediately removed the black bag and placed the sandalwood box on the table.
"Stop and get your boss out!"
